People learn to love their chains
Or more put they love the sun but only find peace when it rains
Family is all you got?
Family is what sat back and watched me rot
In the end, family is just a bunch of humans from the same genetic lot
I will always be their monster…
I was just too high of a social lost for her
I can muster the courage to smile but their scorn they just bolster.
I am just a wannabe foster child that society had because of a roster
I take pill after pill to holster this rage
The hurt I feel I could kill a thousand plus ten and still not feel like I won
I write and write about passive aggressive hatred on page after page
The humiliation that festers inside my mind can’t even be stopped with a loaded gun
It is not what they did to me that hurts so badly. It is that I didn’t know they were doing it that shatters my pride.
Each word entices the flames // Poetry, lyrics, and songs
This life is like a fucking game, and you are told the rules as a young child. However, as you grow older you realize the directions were all lies and the the real rules to this fucked up game are never spoken, only acted on…and those that speak on the real rules are killed, raped, and slandered. They are our villains, while the bloodsuckers that keep you playing this game like a fool are praised as saviors. In the end, I am no hero…you all get what you deserve. One day a dimwitted human will “win” this game and sit atop a tower of skulls and declare him/herself victorious. In that moment, that person becomes god and it all starts over again…but you aren’t even listening anyway.